Ascendants of Ancients Sovereign (Worlds of the Crystal Moon, Book 1) (78 page)

The next morning, George could see the rat was anxious. He figured it was because they had teleported without Amar in the middle of the night, and the fact George had blood all over his clothes did not help.

When he had a moment to himself, he took Maldwin outside to console him. He used the phrase he had taught the rat on their journey back from Siren’s Song, making sure his smile was big as he made the statement. “Everything is A-okay, man!”

Maldwin looked into George’s eyes. After a moment, he relaxed and then resumed twitching his nose. It was clear the rodent wanted to say something, but he did not know how, so George waited patiently. Eventually, the little guy said the only thing he could think of. “I like cheese, George!”

The liar smiled and took the rodent inside. “Mom, do you have any cheese?” Once Mary retrieved some, Maldwin scurried into a corner and nibbled ferociously.

George turned to Mary and smiled. “He’s cute, don’t you think?”

“If you like big rats. He’s not my idea of a pet.” Mary pulled out a chair from under the kitchen table and then took a seat. Her long, light-brown hair was pulled back in a ponytail, and her hazel eyes were filled with concern. “What have you been up to, George? You seem to be getting trobleted a lot lately. Athena told me about the night you met. She said you were attacked outside of town. Now you show up at my door, bloody and refusing to offer an explanation. I don’t know what to think. Do you always find trouble so easily?”

George moved across the room and stopped took a seat next to Mary. He put his hands on his knees and then looked her in the eye. “I assure you, I’m not trouble. I’ve had a little bad luck, that’s for sure, but I think everything is going to be okay. How could they not when I’ve got so many beautiful women around me?”

His charismatic line of garesh seemed to pacify Mary.

“Don’t worry about me, Mom. I’ll take care of your little girl.”

Mary leaned back far enough in her chair and stared George in the eyes. After a bit, she leaned forward and placed her hand on his shoulder. “You better be good for her!”

Athena entered the room.

Mary pointed at her daughter. “There are preparations that need to be made. You should talk.”

“Mother!” Athena shouted. “I wasn’t going to tell him until later on in the Peak.”

Mary stood from her chair, moved to her daughter and then kissed Athena’s cheek. “Love you, sweetheart!” She smiled and then left the room.

George looked at Athena. “So ... you were going to tell me something. What was it?”

Athena took a deep breath. She crossed the room and nestled into George. It was obvious to the master manipulator that he was being buttered up for something big. What she had to say was clearly creating distress, but George knew that whatever it was, he loved her enough to figure it out.

“Honey?” Athena whispered.

“Yes, sweetheart, what is it?”

“You know I love you?” she responded with a questioning glance.

George knew it had to be serious, or she would not be leading up to the knockout punch so slowly. He was too good at this game not to recognize a set-up when he heard one. He continued to play along.

“Yes, baby, I know you love me with all your heart.”

“You know I would do anything for you, right?”

“Yes, I know you would do anything for me.”

“You know my family loves you, right?”

George put his chin on top of her head. “Yes, babe, I know your family loves me.”

“You know I would go anywhere with you.”

“Yes, I know.”

“I really, really love you, George.”

“Babe, you’re stalling. I love you, too, but why don’t you tell me what it is so we can talk about it? I promise I’ll be there for you no matter what.”

Athena started to cry. “I won’t get mad if you leave me.” She had never been in a real relationship, and the only men she had dated prior to George had treated her without respect. She loved George with all her heart, but she was afraid he would not want her after what she had to say.

George sensed what was going on. He smiled, knowing there was not a problem after all. He pushed her back so he could see her eyes and held her gaze with a passion he had saved for only one other in his life. “I will take care of you and our baby, Athena. I’ll never leave you. I have a few things to do before the baby’s born, but I promise, your family will see how strong our relationship is.”

“How did you know?” Athena gasped. “I haven’t told anyone other than my mother. I can’t be sure, but my body speaks to me, and I haven’t bled. It’s telling me that I’m going to be a mother. I wanted to wait for you to come back before I said anything to anyone else, but I had to tell my mother.”

George pushed her hair clear of her shoulders, exposing her neck. He admired her beauty. “I will say this ... you’re terrible at delivering good news. What made you think I’d feel this was a bad thing?”

“I don’t know. You’re the only man I’ve ever been with. I was worried you wouldn’t want me anymore. I’ve given you so much more than I’ve given anyone else. I was frightened this would chase you away.”

George pulled her close, assured her his love was genuine and then asked Athena to get ready. He wanted to take her out for breakfast. The fact he was the one to take her innocence only made him feel that much stronger about their future.

When Athena left the room, he took Maldwin in his arms and scratched the back of the rat’s neck, something he had learned the rodent liked on their way back from Siren’s Song. “Mary ... can you come in here please?”

As she entered, George gently squeezed Maldwin’s tail.

The rat looked at him for confirmation.

George nodded. He then set the rodent down and whispered. “Mary, I want to wed your daughter. I would like your permission. Will you give it to me?”

The woman’s smile stretched from ear to ear. “I knew you would be good for her. When’s the union?”

George explained that it would be best to do it within the next few Peaks since he would be traveling again in the near future. Plus, he wanted to make sure Athena was not showing. He assured Mary he would be settled before the baby was born, and they would all be cared for.

The woman accepted this answer, and they set a Peak for the event. Once agreed upon, Mary darted out of her home to find Athena’s sister to start planning. The ceremony would be held in 2 Peaks.

Athena came back into the room. She was now out of her pajamas and in a fitted, yellow and ivory, full-length, Bailem dress.

Fellow soul, a Bailem dress is the way the people refer to a sun dress. Bailem, also known as the God of the Sun, is one of the few to divulge his title to the beings living on the worlds. Ergo, a Bailem dress equals a sun dress. But enough about fashion nomenclature—let’s get back to Athena’s yellow and ivory Bailem dress.

“Is this pleasing to your eyes, George?” Athena queried.

He put his left arm around her and placed his right hand on her tummy. “I will love you until the Peak I pass. Are you hungry? I have something to ask you over breakfast.”

The City of Brandor

The night Sam, Shalee, BJ, and Helga went out into the city with General Justin Graywind was a fun evening. They had walked along the cobblestone street that led from the castle to the arena and stopped at every tavern along the way, drinking one ale after another.

After visiting the arena, Helga took the group to see the home she had purchased. Inside was the fabric Duke Brandor had given Shalee, and there was plenty of room for both couples.

Next, the general took the group to his estate. By Sam’s estimation, the gates of the property sat about a mile from the arena and nearly three from the king’s castle.

Justin announced, “This is my home. Once you assume my position, this palatial estate will be yours. I’ll see to it that you’re reimbursed by the king’s treasurer for the expense of the other abode.”

Neither Sam, BJ, nor the girls, could believe their good fortune, but they waited until they were back in their quarters before they discussed it.

Shalee was the first to speak. “Did you see the size of that place? Me-oh-my, that wasn’t anything like I’ve ever imagined living in back on Earth, but I think I can work with it.” She looked at Sam. “I never thought that I would live like Lady Guinevere.”

Sam smiled. “At least we’re going to have servants. I wouldn’t want to clean the place. I bet it’s at least 600,000 square feet.”

BJ cut in. “What are square feet?”

Sam took a step back. “It’s a unit of measure. Half a pace this way, half a pace that way equals a square pace, or rather, a square foot ... more or less. Does that make sense? Why ... how do you measure the size of a building?”

“We measure structures in bids. A bid is one pace squared.”

Sam extended his arms in front of himself and held his hands approximately three feet apart. “Is this anywhere close to what a pace might be?”

BJ studied the distance between Sam’s hands. “I would say that’s about right.”

Sam looked at Shalee. “So their bid is about three feet squared or a square yard.”

Shalee grinned. “I already know that. Helga covered that with me Peaks ago.” She turned to the older sorceress and threw up her right hand. “Give it to me high.”

The older sorceress responded with a proper amount of attitude. “You go, girl!” she responded as she slapped Shalee a sassy high-five.

BJ looked at the women. “What on Grayham is all that nonsense about?” He focused on Helga. “You’ve been acting silly lately.” He turned to Shalee. “You’ve taught her too much of this Earth nonsense of yours. I don’t even recognize her anymore.”

“Oh, lighten up, you old fart,” the 247-season-old woman said with a chuckle. “Shalee has only taught me a few of her ways. There are plenty more I’d like to learn. Besides, I think they’re fun. You’re gonna have to love them along with me.” She leaned toward BJ and purred in his ear, “You just wait until I explain the phrase, ‘baby got back.’”

Shalee and Helga laughed and gave each other another high-five.

Sam looked at BJ and rolled his eyes. “The women from Earth often acted a little off-in-the-head. Don’t even try to figure them out. It’s impossible. They really come from a planet called Venus.”

When Shalee heard Sam’s snide remark, she gave her lover an evil grin and lifted Precious into the air. “Let the games begin!” she announced as she began to stalk Sam.

Sam had played this game before, and he knew what was coming next as he turned to run.

Shalee gave chase, sending tiny, electric shocks from the tip of her staff into Sam’s buttocks. Moment after moment, the macho fighter jumped into the air and screamed like a girl. “I love you, baby … ouch! I love you, baby … ouch! I love you, baby … ouch!”

Even BJ had to laugh.

The next Peak, Sam woke early, kissed his beautiful sorceress, and said goodbye. On his way out, he assured BJ that once he could do something about the situation, he would create a place of importance for his mentor at his side in the army.

Sam went to the castle dining hall to wait with the other officers for the breakfast meeting to begin. When the king and Justin Graywind entered, they greeted the gathering and thanked everyone for coming. The king had adopted Sam’s custom. He shook everyone’s hand before he changed the tone of the meeting.

Sam could see the hint of pain on Keldwin’s face as he spoke. The effect of the disease was beginning to set in.

“I have called you here to discuss matters of great importance.” The king moved around the long table as he continued. “Change is coming. Each of you will...” The king continued to elaborate on all the decisions that had been made.

The officers focused on their king as he spoke. They totaled 11 men, and each led a legion of their own. Michael was also present. He was the army’s current second in command, and the legion leaders reported directly to him, and in turn, he reported to the general.

Michael was a strong man, but he was not as large as Justin Graywind. He kept his hair short and tight against the sides of his head, and as he held his cup in his hand, his forearm rippled.

Michael’s position at the king’s table was directly across from Justin Graywind, and Sam was sitting to his right. The legion leaders occupied seats along the length of the table with the prince sitting at the far end, opposite his father.